Now neither of them could figure out what the revelation of the book of heaven meant.

"How many people in the world today are better at divination and deduction than you?" asked the little half-immortal.

"That's four more. Mo Yan groaned.

"Which four?" asked the little half-immortal.

"Yun Zhongzi, the former head of the cloth faction, the old man Huizhi of Tianxiangmen, my grandfather, and my senior brother Mo Xin. Mo Yan said.

"Do you still have a senior brother?" said the little half-immortal.

"My senior brother is more than ten years older than me, he left the Mo family when I was eleven years old, counting, he is the genius of the Mo family, he can spy on the way of heaven at the age of twenty, and even the master selected by the Book of Heaven at the beginning is him. Mo Yan said.

"Where is he now?" asked the little half-immortal.

"He hasn't been heard from for more than a decade, and my father doesn't know where he is now. Mo Yan said.

Xiao Banxian frowned when he heard this, this Mo Xin was very suspicious.

Xiao Banxian could think of it, how could Mo Yan not think of it, but Mo Yan remembered that Mo Xin had always loved him at the beginning, and he really regarded him as a brother, Mo Yan didn't want to think about it, but after ten years, Mo Yan also knew that everyone would change.

Mo Yan crossed a long time and space in a trance, returning to the original starting point.

At that time, Mo Xin was still like a teenager, and he said that he would succeed as the next master of the Book of Heaven, but later it backfired.

Later, Mo Xin and Mo Yan walked so far and far with each other, and that joke seemed to be said in a previous life, so unreachable!

When Mo Xin had a day after Mo Yan was soaked in tears,

Remembering that after Mo Xin's deep instructions at the beginning, he finally waved away, leaving Mo Yan to stop and gaze there, and did not return for a long time.

Because of that gaze, Mo Yan didn't even notice that his clothes were soaked in tears.

The brotherly love is so deep that it is so deep, how can you not be moved.

Anyway, in the end, Mo Yan also had to face the injury.

Over the years, Mo Yan didn't know how far Mo Xin had walked and how many roads he had crossed.

In my impression, Mo Xin is his brother, but once Mo Xin left the cloth faction, this name seemed to become all of Mo Yan's memories of the past.

While your youth is still there, cherish your time, but I'm afraid that I haven't encountered anything when I'm young, and I don't even have the capital to remember when I'm old.

At the end of the prosperity, after all, it is a person who walks a strange road, Mo Yan has seen the unfamiliar scenery, and the people who have come are like phantoms, like dew and electricity, and they will no longer see each other when they turn around.

Because happiness is not easy to come by, we must know how to cherish it more, missing is not necessarily better, and coming back is no longer perfect, so we must cherish the people in front of us, regardless of the past, not about the future, just the present.

Mo Xin hadn't had any contact for many years, not even the occasional correspondence.

The time spent together is too short, Mo Yan will remember these pasts, and they will be useful in the future.

And by the time Mo Yan understood, they were already far away from each other or life and death.

Mo Yan smiled at this time, the intricacies of this world are incomprehensible, and even he, the master of the Book of Heaven, can't see clearly.

When Mo Xin complained about Mo Yan so much, hated Mo Yan so much for snatching the book of heaven that should have belonged to him, it is estimated that his heart was already full of obsession, and how should Mo Yan face Mo Xin in the future.

It wasn't until Mo Yan learned that Mo Xin would never come back at this time in this life that Mo Yan knew that Mo Xin's obsession was actually just an obsession with injustice.

However, Mo Yan didn't see himself clearly at that time, and ...... afterwards But he didn't dare to see himself clearly.

The sky is empty, the earth is empty, and life is in it.

The sun is empty, the moon is empty, and the east rises and the west sinks for whom.

The fields are empty, the houses are empty, and how many owners have changed.

The gold is empty, the silver is empty, and he shook his hand after death.

The wife is empty, the son is empty, and there is no meeting on the Huangquan Road.

Towards the west, twilight to the east, life is like picking flowers and bees.

I thought that one thing was over for the time being, but I didn't expect that this was just the beginning.

Life is like a complex musical score, full of sixteenth and thirty-second notes, as well as many wonderful symbols, annotations of unknown meaning.

It's hard to decipher correctly.

Even if it is interpreted and converted into the correct musical sound, it may not be possible to correctly understand and evaluate the meaning of the sustenance.

There were no bitter tears, no regrets, and the departed had no idea that it was about to be a farewell.

Maybe if you leave with a smile at the beginning, it is the happiest parting.

After parting, will we see each other in the future Tomorrow, Mo Yan sighed secretly, maybe it is the end of the world.

Mo Yan once heard his father say something like this:

When you are confused by a difficult problem and can't figure it out, perhaps going with the flow is also a way, and it is also a smart move.

If you have decided to give up, you don't need to dissect the problem anymore.

If there is hope, and believe in the results of time.

It's not as important as you think, and it's not as bad as you think.

Everything is fine, there is no need to pursue it.

Let things move themselves.

This is the way things are, waiting for them to happen naturally.

There's no need to force it to go back to where it started.

All of this seemed weak and pale at the moment.

"Are we still going to stay here?" Mo Yan asked.

The little half-fairy was silent.

"If the other party shows a flaw next time, maybe I can find out the identity of the other party. Mo Yan said.

We should know the exact natural order of mastering knowledge,

In this way, children can learn about the things of this world and their connections in a methodological and orderly way.

It will be very difficult to eliminate them in the future, without blindly instilling some ridiculous opinions in them.

Don't rush and just put the books in the hands of the children, we have to let them understand gradually how things are going on and how people relate to each other.

From the moment a person falls to the ground to the moment he stops breathing, every moment, every thought, every behavior, everything is life.

As Feng Lao summarized: the truth of life is the concrete life.

A simple answer makes people who insist on exploring the mystery of life suddenly enlighten: life is in daily life, and it can even be described as eating.

Her book is so profound that no one can find out about it, but this ** is so clear that it seems to make those who once worshipped her in distant places see through all the mysteries at a glance.

Mo Liunian also walked into the door with vegetables at this time, and said a piece of news that surprised Xiao Banxian very much.

"I just heard that Miss Jiang from the rouge shop has lost her mind. ”

As Mo Liunian spoke, he noticed that the little half-immortal's face was different.

"Crazy?"

The little half-immortal immediately raised his eyes and looked at Mo Liunian in disbelief.

"Well, I cried and laughed and ran out without wearing clothes, and I was caught and ran out again, and the whole city knew about it. Mo Liunian sighed.

Love is a thing, making people live and let people die, and it is even more heartbreaking if they are entrusted to non-people.

Jiang Yan's experience, although Xiao Banxian sympathized, she did not blame herself, and she was destined not to end well from the moment she helped Lin Zhusheng start lying. 2k reading web